In our quest for wild berries, we found some plump thistles and maybe six cups of dewberries. It was a dismal return, but we would have dreamed of bucketfuls if we hadn't seen this year's miserable vines for ourselves. At least, there are enough dewberries to top icecream tonight. That makes the trip berry good. (Excuse the pun. I wished to try the editing strike through.)
You are not here by mistake. I am the girl who was named "God is Gracious", and I am learning just how true that is. Welcome to my inside out world where being a follower of Jesus Christ, I see His story beautifully rewriting my own. I am married to my best friend and have a quiver of precious children.